On the cliff lived a kind of bird, unafraid of wind and rain. Diligently, it wove its nest, bravely perching on a platform exposed on three sides to the surrounding sea. It started with a layer of coarse branches as a framework, dried them after the rain, patiently adorned them with wild twigs from the nearby hillsides, and finally, sneaked into human villas to steal some feathers, laying a soft layer of down.
With great accomplishment, the male bird lifted its head high, shaking off the water droplets from its feathers, seizing the tail of late spring, courting its beloved white bird.
The white bird, with dignified grace, gently pressed its claws on the nest, which was both solid and soft. The owner was the most handsome and outstanding male bird in the world. Unable to find any faults, it nodded reluctantly in approval.
This open-air nest on the cliff, fortunately, was not rejected by the artistic and daring falcons and hawks who encountered it.
Most surprisingly, Lu Qin somehow managed to get a white folding square mosquito net, perfectly matching the wrought iron bed. It was meticulously fastened, supported by four steel wires forming a dome that didn’t obstruct the view of the stars and effectively prevented mosquitoes.
Pei Rong felt like a dish ready to be served to President Lu.
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“Are you hatching eggs?”
Pei Rong pushed away Lu Qin, who was holding onto him, unwilling to let go, and said in a low voice, “I want to go back to sleep.”
Lu Qin: “Are you cold?”
Pei Rong didn’t bother to speak anymore, just instructed, “Before your friends come back, you must remove the bed.”
Having conveyed the most important matter, Pei Rong fell into a deep sleep, leaving Lu Qin to deal with things on his own.
Lu Qin wrapped Pei Rong tightly with a blanket and carried him back to the solid wooden bed in the room.
He watched Pei Rong’s sleeping face with a calm expression, feeling a bit anxious in his heart.
They ate too much, to the point where he suspected it was a last meal before death.
President Lu never ignored any sense of danger. He stared at Pei Rong’s neck, deeply reflecting on himself.
The weather was hot lately, and wearing a high collar was obviously strange. Pei Rong would definitely be upset when he woke up tomorrow.
Lu Qin started to panic in advance. After all, he only scolded subordinates, and no one had dared to point their fingers at him and cursed at him. If he couldn’t hold his stern expression, wouldn’t that be adding insult to injury?
What was Pei Rong like when he’s angry? Lu Qin never fought unprepared battles. He opened his phone and searched for video clips of “Pei Rong getting angry,” easily finding a compilation.
[Making him angry is equivalent to being enemies with the world | Angry Pei Rong, the great beauty!]
The video had an automatic looping mechanism. Lu Qin, like the old man at the village entrance watching short videos, went through ten loops without realizing it.
Natural beauties were suitable for any expression of joy or sorrow. When angry, their features come alive, with red eyes and clenched teeth, making it unbearable to argue with them.
Lu Qin withdrew from the video, orchestrated his plans, and exuded confidence. He was certain that even if Pei Rong cursed at him to his face, he wouldn’t get angry.
If Pei Rong really got angry and wanted to slap him, well, let’s not set a precedent.
Thinking through various scenarios, under the starlight of the late night, Lu Qin disassembled the iron bed and quietly transported it to the basement.
After returning, he had the workers build a mud bed on the terrace.
The next day.
A boatload of people returned from sea fishing, and during unloading, it was as if they had made a bountiful catch. In the afternoon, they set up a barbecue grill in the open space in front of the villa, grilling blue crab, large prawns, sea fish—anything that could be grilled. The smoke billowed, and although the smell was ordinary, the satisfaction of doing it themselves made the seafood taste fresh and sweet.
Pei Rong didn’t want to participate in Lu Qin’s friends’ gathering in this manner. They all had legitimate roles as wives or boyfriends, and he felt out of place.
Did he have to sell his face to Lu Qin by grilling fish? His waist was killing him, and he had no interest in this business.
Lu Qin sat on the bed. “I’ll grill oysters for you. How about that?”
Pei Rong sat up, looking at him unfavorably. “Do you think I’m pretending?”
Lu Qin: “No.”
Pei Rong: “Then eat it yourself.”
The temperament of a great beauty was indeed quite formidable. Lu Qin touched his nose and went out, planning to grill a bit of everything and bring it to him.
Pei Rong lay down, huffing in annoyance.
Every time Lu Qin did something for him, there were people looking at him with surprised eyes. Pei Rong didn’t feel proud; he found it boring.
Although Lu Qin’s friends disguised these looks well, the instinctive speculation and pondering were apparent. It wasn’t malicious, bordering on friendly even, but the imbalance was a reminder.
If he didn’t want to ruin things after he left the entertainment industry, Pei Rong was willing to tolerate Lu Qin. On the first day, he kicked Lu Qin off the bed.
Regardless of the teasing looks from friends, Lu Qin grilled everything and delivered it to the room, even with a variety of seasonings, excluding only chili. Just looking at the way he served, it was like having a group of waiters at someone’s beck and call.
The allure of barbecue lay in the fragrance that wafted through the air. Cumin exploded on the fish, the fish skin was crispy with a slight elasticity, and surprisingly, not a single part was burned.
The aroma tempted Pei Rong, who couldn’t resist. He graciously tasted a bit of everything, leaving his lips with a shiny, oily sheen.
Well, he forgave Lu Qin for embarrassing him in front of others.
When encountering such gatherings with a different crowd, one would usually seize the opportunity to integrate into the tightly knit social circle. However, Pei Rong remained unmoved; he only wished to quietly fish alone by the seaside.
Fishing was his favorite activity. Wearing a sun hat and sitting on a small stool, he would patiently wait for a bite.
After a day of play, everyone unsurprisingly slept in until late morning the next day.
Having had a good night’s sleep, Pei Rong, early in the morning, took his fishing rod and bucket to the seaside.
Initially wanting to accompany him, Lu Qin had to deal with a pile of work at the last minute.
The gentle white waves kissed the pier, the breeze rustled his sleeves, a black and gold fishing rod plunged into the azure sea, and on the other side was a graceful and elegant beauty.
By mid-morning, the sea was calm, the red bucket tilted at his feet, its contents dried by the sun, and a small hermit crab seeking shade inside.
Pei Rong picked up the bucket, emptied out the hermit crab, secured the fishing rod, and prepared to go back for lunch.
Lu Qin insisted he wore the life jacket he had brought, draped over his arm. Pei Rong stretched lazily, feeling it was unnecessary.
Lu Qin, fearing that a big fish might drag him into the sea, not only wanted him to wear a life jacket but also had an inflatable boat waiting nearby.
Pei Rong felt it was unnecessary; he wasn’t fishing for the sake of competition, and he was willing to wrestle with big fish even if it was dangerous.
